Hitch Ike kept mumbling about his delirious treatments and the fear that the Plod People were after him.
We pulled into an oddly quite Motalk Gas Station on the way back to Sea Czar City.
It was then I noticed a blank eyed character staggering through the breaking glass of the station’s door.
He was drinking from a sick pack of motor oil.
“That’s Gaffer, one of my crew!”, Hitch yelled.
“I told you they were near.
Drive like a gnat out of Nell!
They’re here! They’re hear!”